Sunday, June 17, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
The été Chronicles: Valley Girl Wanderers + Success
Nostalgic aquariums, garden tea parties, and windy picnics, I often find myself a tad lost and yet entirely determined to my before and after plans during summer break. I recently had to spend my last days of this curriculum working my arse off in doing splendid and Dexter-like in my finals, and I must say, I have a pretty spiffy report of grades with a diploma of completion from website design, a class where I find myself even more in love with designing and graphics.
Monday, May 14, 2012
The été Chronicles: A Tarot Goddess's crumbs on her rusty Violin
Nutritious fruits and chocolate tiramisu never looked any better, either I'm thinking the food gods have some power over me or I just hate a work day with rare rest. Lately I have noticed that, Monday's and myself are just never intact with each other, we either connect in the morning like milk and cookies, and end up like mad sloths stuck in mud spot hating each other, or looking like zombies from a George A. Romero film noir.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Bonne fête des mères: The white rose in the red meadow field
Fashion idola, hard working business gal, with a gut kicking tude and free spirited soul, rare as a lavender silvered glitter coated pearl, that's what my mother is. The woman who thought me to be humble at all times, to keep calm due to my Aries like temper, the one who showed me how to strut in the right manner, the one who showed me how beautiful childhood could ever be, that's my mum. It's only rare when a child find out's at an early age of how amazing a mother she can really be, to realize her job as a mom is not her only job, but her main job. She too is human, she too has feelings, hopes, and longful dreams for you, for her, for our future together.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Urban Misadventures: Kenneth Cole Walking Stalkers of Flying Creatures
Peaceful weather, calm winds with little traffic, and Paris like outfits make this day even better than it naturally should be. Playing La Oreja de Van Gogh while driving in a car, to the beach side of the pacific, and with homemade treats and beverages is all a girl can ever want at the edge of spring turning into summer heat.
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